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Chapter 5 Deer Hunting (11)

I don’t know how long it took, Li Xu slowly raised his head. He felt that he had grown up in an instant and became extremely strong in an instant. Even if the blizzard on the grassland suddenly came, he could straighten his body and give the person in his arms a windless and snowless place, the quietest and warmest place in the world!

"Brother Fuli..." The girl in her arms screamed in a dream. Maybe because of the cold or other reasons, her nostrils seemed a little blocked, and the sound sounded like a tail sound, lingering.

"Yeah!" Li Xu replied in a dreamy way. He seemed to have suffered a little cold, his voice as low as magnetic.

The two war horses could not stand such sweet sounds and ran away in all directions. One fled because he had no load, while the other was unable to spread his four hooves because he was dragging a huge piece of star iron. He had to struggle forward for a few steps, lay on the ground, and buried his ears in the middle of the grass.

"Brother Fuli, do you think I was from the Hu clan?" the girl sighed and asked quietly.

"No, absolutely not. I, Li Xu, swear to Changshengtian, if..." Li Xu quickly raised his right hand and shouted, and wanted to swear, but a spring onion-like finger gently blocked between his lips.

"I'm fool, it's not right, why should I swear? I don't believe you!" The girl said with a smile as if she was a flower.

"I, I just..." Li Xu was moved and sweet in his heart. After thinking for a while, he finally plucked up the courage and said: "According to our Central Plains customs, if you like someone, you must first inform your parents. Then the man invited a matchmaker to propose marriage. After the woman's parents allow him, he could accept the blessings of the elders in front of everyone, and then, he could enter the bridal chamber to perform the ceremony of Zhou Gong!"

Li Xu suddenly increased his voice and said everything he wanted to say. He didn't want to hide it anymore, nor did he want to escape anymore. He wanted Tao Kuotusi to know that from the first sight, he fell in love with the other person. He really liked her and knew her feelings. Therefore, after reporting to his parents, he would marry Tao Kuotusi to the door and let her be his bride upright.

"Silly, who promised to be your bride!" Although Tao Kuotui didn't understand what Zhou Gong's ritual meant, he could guess some of the generalities from Li Xu's flushed face. The worries in his chest were dissipated, and the feeling of sweetness and happiness filled all the blank spaces tightly. She smiled and cursed, lowered her head gently, and there was a ray of light from her neck to her ears.

"I never thought you were a Hu girl, just like you never thought I was a Han'er. I just respected you before!" Li Xu lowered his head and pecked his pink neck, and said in the girl's ear.

The girl's body became softer and "melt" like Chunxue, and she didn't move. After a while, she changed into a more comfortable position of relying on her back, and asked with her eyes closed, "Then, Uncle Mazi, Uncle Scar and the others, why didn't they get married? Just...."

Afterwards, because of shyness, the voice was already too thin to hear.

"They are dewy couples, and they can't do it real!" Li Xu sighed and explained to Tao Kuo's silk in a low voice. Xu Dayan's lossy appearance suddenly appeared in front of him. Eru's feelings for Xu Dayan were probably as fierce as Tao Kuo's silk in a hurry to herself. But if she knew that Xu Dayan refused to marry her because of her family reputation, she wouldn't know how sad she would be.

"What is a dewy couple?" Tao Kuo asked in a low voice. Her Chinese master is Aunt Qing. For a wealthy woman, the word dewy couple must have never been mentioned in front of a foreigner.

"Just like the dew on the tip of the grass, it only exists at night, and it is dried by the sun when it is dawn, as if nothing has happened!" Li Xu thought for a while, and used an appropriate example in words that Tao Kuo could understand to strip the silk. In the Central Plains, this behavior is shameless, so he had already brought a contemptuous smell into his words.

"The couple of dew, this word is so beautiful. You Han people are smart and can create such interesting words!" Tao Kuotui didn't feel the derogatory meaning in the vocabulary. He twisted his body in Li Xu's arms, and was fascinated by the word dew.

For those who are in love, time always passes too quickly. When Li Xu and Tao Kuotusi returned to Suchubu camp from the bank of Crescent Lake, the sky was already dark. Countless fire points were in the center of the camp, and from a distance they looked like stars rolling on the grass. Next to the fire, the singing of the shepherd's song came from afar, with singing of the heaven of immortality, and more of a direct confession of the feelings of men and women. Li Xu and Tao Kuotusi looked at each other and quickly avoided their eyes. The sweet feeling rippled in their hearts, as if the breathing wind was filled with the smell of nectar.

"You are back!" Aslan, who was leading his tribe members to patrol the outside of the camp, saw Li Xu and ran over and complained in a low voice. According to the rules, Tao Kuotuosu must jump back and say in response: "Who wants you to care!" But today, everyone waited for a long time but did not hear the movement of the little barbarian girl. Everyone glared at her eyes strangely, and found that Tao Kuotuosuo's face was red, and there was a different kind of gentleness in his eyes.

"So, the flowers on the grassland are blooming!" Someone said in a slight manner, which immediately attracted a lot of laughter. Tao Kuo's face turned redder, and he suddenly grabbed the horse's belly, rushed away everyone, and fled in the direction of his home.

"It seems that Lord Fuli is not only good at swordsmanship, but also good at riding and shooting!" Aslan followed and joked, riding a horse to block Li Xu's way. He and his wife were often "bullied" by Tao Kuo's little villain. If they get the opportunity at this moment, how can they not seize the time to get a grudge?

Li Xu was so angry that his ears were so hot that he couldn't walk away like Tao Kuo took off. He had to widen his eyes and pretend that he was not understanding the Turkic words he had to do with As Lan and others. After everyone laughed and made enough noise, he bowed and asked in a low voice: "Does Brother As Lan have something to ask me for? Why are there so many fires in the tribe today?"

"Your tribe members are here, and the leader of the Syl is holding a banquet to entertain them. The Shetu tribe, the warriors of the Bits and the Daxi tribe have not left yet, so everyone just gathered together to eat roasted lamb. The sheep in spring has just gained weight, and it is the time to be fresh and tender!" Aslan introduced to Li Xu with a smile. Last year, the arrival of the caravan provided the Suchu tribe with the opportunity to join the other tribes of the sacred tribes. This time everyone came again, the Suchu tribe naturally had to do its best to entertain. Moreover, these people were all tribe members of the clan of Li and Xu Xianzhe. The monks of the shepherds of the house and the sacred house would also show the greatest kindness to the caravan.

"Uncle Jiu? It's so good!" Li Xu shouted ecstatically. Today, everything was really going well. He had a lifelong appointment with Tao Kuo. Uncle Jiu came with someone. He went back to the felt bag and wrote a letter from his family and asked him to take it back. It probably won't take long...

"Your tribe members all look the same, I can't recognize who is who!" Asilan admitted with a wry smile. In their eyes, almost all the Han people look the same. When they are as familiar as Li Xu and Xu Dayan, Asilan can naturally distinguish the difference between the two. Like Uncle Jiu, Zhang San and others, who only have a few encounters, they are almost the same face in the memory of the men of the tribe.

"Go quickly. Xu Xianzhe and the clan leader's younger brother Su Chuofuli took people to sign a contract with the Khitans in the east. It will take half a month to come back. Your clan members are still asking about your residence just now?" Hou Quli walked up and pushed Li Xu, saying with a smile.

"Thank you, Brother Aslan, thank you, Brother Hou Quli, let's drink another day!" Li Xu bowed and said goodbye to everyone. The title of tribe member made him feel very warm. Although he had left many unpleasant memories during the last trip, over time, these unpleasant memories were slowly forgotten. All that remained in his heart was the intimacy of his hometown and his attachment to his hometown.

A wisp of nostalgia surrounded Li Xu. He kept urging his mount, hoping to meet those familiar faces in the shortest time. However, the faces beside the fire disappointed him a little. Uncle Jiu was not there, Hao Laodao was not there, and even the annoying Du Chuang did not appear. After walking through three and four fires filled with strange faces, he finally saw a few old acquaintances.

"Xu..., Lord Li, you are back. The patriarch is talking to us about your achievements!" Uncle Zhang San stood up next to the largest fire in the center of the camp with a smile, shouting to Li Xu with enthusiasm ten times more intense than the bonfire.

"Have you met Lord Li!" Several familiar and unfamiliar vendors stood up at the same time and gave solemn salute to Li Xu, who was less than half of them.

"Mr. Li?" Li Xu grew up so old that he had no experience of his elders giving him a gift. So his expression was very unnatural in an instant, and he felt dizzy, as if he had just been filled with more than a dozen leather bags of horse wine.

After thinking about it carefully, I realized that Lord Li was referring to him. He quickly jumped off the horse's back and returned the salute to everyone, shouting: "Uncle Zhang San, Uncle Mazi, what are you doing? I killed my juniors, and killed my juniors!"

"It should be, it should be, we all felt the achievements that Lord Li has established in Su Chuo's tribe when we heard it!" Wang Mazi stepped forward a few steps and said, holding Li Xu's shoulders.

"Where is the achievement? Uncle Mazi must not say that. Uncle Jiu, why didn't he see him?" Li Xu gently broke free and asked everyone. The excessive enthusiasm of Zhang San, Wang Mazi and others made him feel very uncomfortable. Such hypocritical politeness was not as real as the scolding of the "unlucky boy" on the road back then.

Uncle Jiu relieved all the embarrassment. When everyone heard Li Xu's question, they immediately closed their mouths tightly. Until Li Xu could not ask questions, Uncle Zhang San lowered his head and said in a very low voice: "Brother Jiu has encountered some trouble, but he has not been able to come this time. What's more, let's go to your felt bag later. Ling Zun asked me to bring you a letter. After the social engagement with the clan leader, I will personally deliver it to your mansion!"

Ling Zun, the clan leader, the mansion, Li Xu listened to these awkward words, and the only joy left in his heart was washed away. Uncle Jiu did not come, who would report the matter of taking off his silk from Tao Kuo? Who would I give the silverware he was going to bring back to the Central Plains to? Uncle Zhang San is not a reliable person. His character can be inferred from his arrogant behavior at first and respectful behavior. What about the others? Can the old spy stick king Mazi trust?
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